I think deep down I always wanted a blog. Well, maybe not a blog exactly, but a place in the world where I could share my ideas, and most importantly where people could share their ideas with me. I imagined a website with a door into a secret garden, made from gnarled oak and blackened iron. Knock and you may enter. But back at the turn of the century (roll your eyes, go on) websites were built by computer geeks in their ivory towers and they spoke another language. WYSIWYG sounded like a character from a children’s programme. Six years is a lifetime in IT.
And it seems that I am waking up to find that everything has changed. Now, I have a website from a takeaway box that I picked up in a clothes shop at the end of a shopping trip with Bex. Within an afternoon, The Hedgewitches’ Kitchen had a website. We existed. Properly. Anything is possible it seems. So now, six years down the track, I am opening the door to my secret garden.
Knock, and you may enter.
Pull up a chair, make yourself comfortable. There might even be a webring in the offing.
